Author: Jasmine Gauthier

Jasmine Gauthier is a young British artist, born in South Africa, whose photographic and written work currently explores the relationship between the maternal mind and body especially as a 'childless mother'*. Her work often blends fiction and autobiography, creating its own narrative through the staging and editing of the work.
Based around London, she has exhibited in many group shows such as at the Red Gallery, the Core Gallery and theprintspace. After studying art at Chelsea College of Art & Design, she went on to study photography at London College of Communication. Since then, her piece ‘Mother Dough’ has exhibited in Daegu, South Korea in a group exhibition featuring other international artists.

* This is a complex term coined by Rebecca Baillie and requires significant unpacking

The summer before last was when I picked up a hand-out recipe for beetroot pancakes. They were being spun as a healthy fun thing to make for your kids to be the perfect ‘yummy mummy’. To me they seemed strange, … Continued

Blood & Milk (Working Title), 2014 – Jasmine Gauthier Red jelly really is the best kind of jelly; it is sweet and comforting, cold and soft, and best of all, it is as red as watered down blood. My first … Continued

Sonogrammes, 2014 Still searching for motherhood in the kitchen with this series of images which I call Sonogrammes. I like to see all three as some sort of triptych, like looking at a progression, a searching and longing for baby … Continued

My beautiful lost children, 2013 My beautiful lost children looks at my near-fatal and extremely difficult birth through photographs, whilst also addressing each ‘lost’ egg that leaves my body. I was scarred from birth and I find a … Continued

My little choux baby puffing me up with air Even with gentle pressure I can feel my fullness. It’s like I’ve feasted on bread all night. Bloated by your fingertips stretching out. Filled with this yeasty life, I’m expanding from … Continued

Mother Dough, 2013 I am a mother and yet I am childless. I am not a childless mother because I have conceived and lost, but one because I have always felt this ache, this pull towards my role … Continued